Birth pains
The pains I had brought when breaking the bonds, you had built with your uterus-glow, not once but over and over, (as if we’d preserved an umbilical bond to slice […]
Category Archives: dVerse
Darkness even darker
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again, Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca Sunset is sudden with a tired receding sun cocooning in the clouds. The treacherous moon is absent […]
Flowerfed
From first person plural When we were flowerfed and mosssshoed moved on sun-stained streets, we never thought of starlit winter’s snow and how much its whiteness seemed like corpses in […]
My winter howl
I’m your moon-howl princess, dearest to the darkness, your mistress lady-paw of claw-fanged specter, I will never let my snowscape motherhood of finest fashion-fur be lost to rifled forestry and […]
Waltz in minor key
As a bough, heaving from the weight of snow, the aged librarian reaches to the lowest shelf for the omnibus volume of 20th century poems, certain to find the flawless […]
